I travel because I am enamored by experiences. I am enamored by life. I’m enraptured that my chest rises and falls with breath, that my heart beats, that my heart breaks.

I’m enamored that there are more places than I know.
I’m drawn to more, drawn to see, to discovery.

Life is a journey of knowing God more
and the more I experience
the more I seem to learn of him.

I hope this is never a quest of greed
of more more more
but of curiosity
of not taking life for granted
of soaking in love and beauty and grace
that is there.
It’s there whether I know it or not,
whether I experience it or not.

But this tender heart
needs it
these hurting eyes
need it,
like a parched dirt ready to soak up rain.

But there is more,
there is more,
there is more –

and travel is one way to soak it in –
discover more.